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“Look, it’s quiet out there, we need to go after her.” Rand was pacing. This wasn’t ok. A noncombatant was out there behind enemy lines, and he couldn’t just sit here and wait for her to be captured.

“We need to wait until she contacts us. Private McKay is monitoring all the channels, when she contacts us we’ll know.” Kreetos appeared to be calm and relaxed. Rand knew better.

Yoric was sitting in a large chair with his legs propped up on a crate. He held up a glass. “I do wish you gentlemen would partake in some of my spoils. I had forgotten that these were here.” He took a drink from his glass and smiled, “I’m sure the little one can care for herself. Once it’s safe she will let us know. The Sanctuary is not going anywhere.”

Rand sat on a crate and fiddled with a small tear in his jacket. It really was a nice, well-lit room. Crates and lined the walls, and there was a table and chairs in the middle. A kitchen was in the corner, and a bed was up against the wall. There was also a bank of computer terminals, but they were blank. Yoric had assured them they could be made operational quickly. It was part warehouse and part apartment. Under different circumstances he could be comfortable here. Right now he was twitchy.

“It’s been over an hour. She’s got to be in the clear by now.”

 “I’m sure she’s fine Commander. My guess is she found somewhere to hide and is waiting for it to get quiet.” The only sign the Lieutenant made that he was as nervous as Rand himself was the fact that he was pacing.

Suddenly McKay stood up, “I got her”. The radio made some static and he heard, “Papa Bear, this is Little Kitten, what’s your loc?”.

“It’s the emergency channel.” McKay said. Everyone smiled, she was okay.

“Anybody out there, this is Little Kitten requesting assistance, over.”

Turak grabbed the com from McKay and spoke into it.

“Yeah Papa Bear, I’m okay. But I don’t know where I am.”

The wookie spoke once more.

“I don’t know. It’s really dark, just a few red lights. I was hiding in a crate, let me look” there was a pause, “The crate’s in a language I don’t know.”

McKay grabbed the com and spoke into it “Stay put Little Kitten, we’re coming to find you.”

“Understood.”

Kreetos smirked, “Little Kitten and Papa Bear?”

McKay laughed, “Inside joke, sir. It would take too long to explain.”

He nodded. “Rand, Griss, Yoric, Turak, with me. The rest of you, sit tight, and get that computer equipment working. We’ve got work to do.” He grabbed his own weapons, and donned the cloak, “We’ll be right back.”

The men got their gear ready and flanked the door. They were military, and in this moment it showed. Yoric, however, just sauntered between them, opened the door, and moved right out into the hall.

After a half-mile or so Griss saw the computer equipment he had dropped. “This was where the !@#$ hit the fan.” He picked up the gear.

There was a shuffling coming from the left, they all turned their guns towards the sound. There was the sound of a gasp, movement, and a whimper. Yoric turned his light towards the sound and found Skittles cowering behind a crate.

“You can put your guns away mates. Unless you want to frighten the poor lass some more.” Yoric knelt down and put a hand on her shoulder. ‘It’s all right lass. We’re here.”

She looked up and for a moment there was fear still in her eyes, but recognition creeped in and she bit her lip. “Captain.” She smiled, “Thank you for the rescue.” She brushed the hair from her face and held out her hand. Yoric took it and helped her up. She was pulling herself together.

“It’s part of my job, rescuing maidens in distress. So, why don’t we continue back to the Sanctuary and we shall continue this there.” He once again offered her his arm, and they began back down the sewer.

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A. A sewer monster comes out of the darkness and attacks
B. They are ambushed by troopers
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B. They are ambushed by troopers

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The rebel group swiftly began to make their way back to Yoric's hidden storehouse, when a large group of soldiers filled the tunnels before them. Yoric skidded to an abrupt halt and turned around. "Back the other way!!"

Kreetos, who brought up the rear guard, immediately turned and began to backtrack. Another large group of soldiers appeared, rifles appearing out of the darkness rapidly. Kreetos back peddled quickly into the rebel group, swinging his rifle back and forth quickly. “It seems we are surrounded.”

"This isn't good," Rand said, eyeing the stormtrooper group before them. "It looks like we're trapped."

"Thank you, captain obvious," Yoric snapped, looking around and fidgeting. He turned to the forward stormtrooper group and waved an arm. "I say, I don't suppose you'd let us through?"

The stormtrooper captain responded by firing a stun shot at the group and knocking down one of the rebels.

"I guess that's a no," Yoric replied. He holstered his blasters and held up his hands, walking towards the stormtroopers slowly. "Alright, we surrender! You clearly have us outnumbered, outmatched, and might I say, outsmarted! I never would have thought stormies to be clever enough to do such a thing!" He stopped short of the trooper platoon and nodded towards them with respect.

"I salute your brilliance!" Yoric bowed suddenly and removed his hat with a flourish. He waited a split second and spun on his heel. His hat almost leapt back atop his head as a pair of blasters appeared in the pirate’s hands, pointed directly towards the rebel group.
 
"What are you doing?!" Kreetos yelled, aiming his rifle at Yoric.

"Sorry Fishie, but I'm a pirate," Yoric replied with a sad face. Dozens of blue bolts leapt from either side of the darkness, rushing over the rebel group like a tidal wave. Weapons and bodies fell to the floor in a pile. Yoric stood and walked over to them, poking Kreetos's head with his foot. "No hard feelings."

"Good work, pirate." The stormtrooper captain marched forward and poked around the rebel bodies to ensure they were all stunned. He turned to his men and waved them over. "Take their weapons and handcuff them. Search all their bodies. Chain the wookie's feet too. Alert the base we've secured the rebel cell."

Yoric grinned and knelt down, patting Skittles on the head. "Don't worry kid, you're in good hands," he said with a mischievous smirk.

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A. The rebel group awakens to find themselves separated in Imperial cells

B. The rebel group is taken to a secret facility and interrogated

C. The Imperials restrain the rebels in the over ground warehouse and wait for a transport
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B. The rebel group is taken to a secret facility and interrogated

Bartal Kreetos awoke slowly feeling pain coursing through his body. “What happened?” he said to himself blinking his bulbous eyes. He looked around and saw a sterile looking room with white walls and floor. As his vision returned to normal he saw a human male hand coming toward him outstretched. “Let me help you up, Lt.” came the voice of Griss.

“Griss, what is going on here?” the Mon Calamari said somewhat dazed as his fellow rebel assisted him in regaining a standing position. “That pirate you came in with double crossed us. The imps attacked us and knocked us out with stun guns. When I awoke we were all here but I don’t know exactly where ‘here’ is,” Griss answered.

Kreetos looked around the room. Rand was pacing back and forth in the cell like room they were in most likely searching for a potential escape. Skittles was curled up in a ball on the floor in the far corner of the room with Turak sitting on the floor a few feet from her. Kreetos noticed that Turak’s hands and feet were chained together but none of the other rebels had restraints.

The Mon Calamari walked over to Rand, “What are your thoughts?” Rand glanced quickly at all four white walls, “I can’t even determine where the door is let alone a way out. Whatever kind of prison this is, they want us to go crazy looking for a way out.” Kreetos nodded, “Psychological warfare too.”

Suddenly a panel on the far right wall lifted up and two stormtroopers entered through this opening with blasters in hand. “Come with us,” they said looking directly at Kreetos. Griss started to walk up next to the lieutenant but as he did so the one stormtrooper took his blaster and struck Griss across the back of his head knocking him to the ground. “Only the Mon Calamari” he said after Griss was on the ground.

Kreetos blinked but followed the two stormtroopers as they walked out through the opened partition in the wall which closed behind them. They walked down a short hallway and as they did so Kreetos looked out a small window in this hallway and was shocked to see that they were in space. The Imperial agents seemingly brought the unconscious rebels to a ship and left Nar Shaddaa. “I wonder where they are taking us,” Kreetos thought to himself.

As they reached the end of the short hallway, the doorway swished open revealing a small table with a chair at either end. An older man with thinning gray hair who wore a red cloak approached and looked at the stormtroopers, “leave us.” The two stormtroopers nodded and walked out the door which closed behind them. “Please, have a seat,” the older man said to Kreetos pointing to the one chair as he, himself, took the other chair.

Reluctantly Lt. Kreetos sat in the seat across from the older man and looked at him blankly. “I am Inquisitor Melanos of the Galactic Empire,” the older man said after an awkward silence. “And you are here to interrogate me,” Kreetos said cutting the inquisitor off. “I’m surprised I don’t see the torture equipment or is that in the next room?”

“Come now Lt., the Galactic Empire not the evil entity you and your band of rebels make us out to be. Much of what you and your cohorts believe to be true are mere misconceptions or rumors,” the Inquisitor said dryly. “So you are telling me that the Empire didn’t destroy Alderaan?” Kreetos replied sharply.

Ignoring the rebel’s comment, Melanos continued, “Now Lt. tell me what you and your band of rebels were doing on Nar Shadaa. If your fight is with Galactic Empire then why come to a planet in Hutt space?” Kreetos smirked, “Its funny you mention us being on Nar Shadaa because I was wondering the same thing about the Empire. Its an unlikely place to find stormtroopers and an inquisitor. You see my friends and I were merely on vacation and had plans to catch some pod races and take bets with some of the Hutts.”

“I can see this is pointless,” Melanos said as he stood up. “Yes, because we both know why each other was on the planet,” Kreetos said. “You are using pirates to distribute a chemical agent that is killing people and we are here to stop you.”

Melanos grinned, “Good job with that. So far your plan is working.”

A. Melanos tortures Kreetos
B. The Imperial ship is attacked by Yoric’s ship
C. Yoric enters the room with Kreetos


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C. Yoric enters the room with Kreetos

Griss was still rubbing his head 15 minutes later when the partition opened once more and Lt. Kreetos strolled in, followed by Yoric.
At the sight of the pirate Griss lost all control and launched himself at Yoric, raging at his betrayal.
"You lousy ner-herder, if I had a blaster on me right now I would..."
"No one is going to do anything," Kreetos interrupted. "Yoric is still with us, and he's going to get us out of here."
This time Rand spoke up before Griss could interject. "How do you plan on escaping this place?"
Everyone turned to look at Yoric, who seemed too interested in his own thoughts before realising that everyone was staring at him. Even Skittles appeared to have regained some composure and was looking in the pirates direction with a hint of expectation.
But Yoric just sighed, waved away their penetrating stares. "Get the Wookie free first and we will deal with this rag-tag bunch of Imperials."
Griss lost control once more. "Why you! Someone please give me a blaster."
Kreetos chuckled a little whilst restraining Griss. "Come on, lets get Turak free."

A. Turak breaks free using his strength, and the team prepare to leave.
B. Yoric unveils a hidden blaster and shoots the bindings off.
C. Imperial Troopers enter and take another member of the group away for interrogation.
D. The cell begins to shake, causing alarms to sound within the cell.
E. The cell fills with coma-gas.

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Skittles awoke to find herself curled up in a corner. Not an unusual occurrence for her, however. She kept her eyes closed and listened. She couldn’t hear anything, so she knew she was alone. She could feel a subtle vibration through the floor, and knew instantly they were moving. The lack of noise and the gentleness of the vibrations told her they were probably in hyperspace.

She opened her eyes and saw the room. It was a white room, with harsh white lighting. She looked around and didn’t notice an obvious door. She didn’t sit up yet. She kept her eye on the ground and looked. There were boot scuffs, and wookie hair, in the color of Turak, so she figured that they had been here, but were no longer.

“Probably taken to be interrogated.” She said out loud, to herself.

She sat up slowly, and stretched. Her joints popped and muscles creaked. “Must have been there for a while.” She mused aloud.

She was definitely wedged into the corner. “Turak” She smiled. “Safest place to be is across from the door.” She stood, waiting for the dizziness to pass, and moved to the walls opposite where she had woken up and started looking for the door.

She had heard of these kinds of cells before. Psychological warfare. Skittles smiled, “Little do they know, I don’t’ mind enclosed places.” She said under her breath while she searched the seams of the walls. “Gotta be a door.”

She was still searching when she heard the faint sound of footsteps. She stepped back into her corner and waited. A door on the far right wall opened and in walked Yoric.

“Aah, my Lady, I am glad you’re awake. I must admit I was beginning to get a mite worried for your health. Apparently being shot by three stun bolts is a little much for someone your size.” Two stormtroopers entered after him and took up flanking positions beside the door.

She shrunk back into her corner. This man wasn’t her friend. He had lied to her. She didn’t like liars.

“You have no need to be afraid of me luv. I don’t want to hurt you.” He crouched down to look her in the eye. “In fact, I am about to take you for a pleasant dinner and a show.”

She took a deep breath and looked him straight in the face, “I want to see my friends.”

He threw his head back and laughed, “Of course, we’re going to see them over dinner. We were merely waiting for you to wake up.”

He stood and moved towards her. He held out his hand to help her up, she glaired at him and got up on her own. He offered his arm to her, but once again she refused.

“Oh so cold my dear, I’m hurt. What have I done to deserve such treatment?” He had the gall to appear hurt.

“Oh, I don’t know, holding us at gunpoint, knocking us out, taking us off planet, turning us over to the Empire, take your pick.” She was too angry at this point to care about the guns around her. She stepped up to him and slapped him.

“I guess I might have deserved that.” He smirked at her.

The troopers raised their guns, but Skittles didn’t notice, she was too angry with him to see anything but the traitor in front of her.

She raised her hand to slap him again, but he caught her hand. “The first one’s free my dear, but the second will cost you dearly.” He spun her around, while hanging onto her arms, to show her the guards that were ready to shoot her. “This time they aren’t using stunners luv.”

The anger left her as quickly as it had come on, and she tensed. She had forgotten the men with the guns. She bit her lip and closed her eyes. She nodded and he spun her back around, hands on her shoulders.

“Now, let’s go for some dinner, shall we?” He offered his arm again, and this time she took it.

The troopers followed them; she could hear the clunk of their boots on the floor. She tried as hard as she could to ignore them. To pay attention to the layout of the ship, but all the twists and turns had her confused. Not to mention she still had a bit of a headache from the stun bolts from earlier.

The door opened in front of them and she was moved inside. It was someone’s quarters. There was a nice plush bed in the corner, and a table in the middle of the room. Yoric dismissed the guards and she heard the door lock behind them.

He sat down at the table and started munching on the goodies placed there. Skittles hadn’t moved since entering the room. There was a huge glass window along one of the walls, but it had a blast shield of some kind down so all you could see was steel. The room was rather dark, and opulent. Deep reds and dark blues decorated the quarters.

“Please my dear, have something to eat. It will help you get your strength back.”

She sat down, but at the smell of food her stomach rebelled. “I can’t.”

He nodded and passed her a bowl, “Try this, a little bit of soup. Mostly broth. Should help settle your stomach and take care of some of the dizziness you’re feeling from the stunning.”

She nodded and did her best to eat the broth. It wasn’t bad. It did settle her stomach just a little. She drank a glass of water and finished the soup while listening to Yoric talk. She wasn’t really listening, but she got the feeling that he wasn’t saying anything important anyway. Once she was done eating she looked up, “So, where are my friends?”

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“So, where are my friends?”

He smiled, “thought you’d never ask luv.” He hit a button on the arm of his chair and the blast shield began to rise.

On the other side of the glass were 4 tables, and she saw her friends laying on them. They weren’t moving. They all had electrodes hooked up to them, with other bits of equipment that she couldn’t identify. Technicians were moving all around the room. Skittles gasped and stepped back, right into Yoric.

“They aren’t dead my dear. Merely in a hallucinogenic sleep. The techs are watching their dreams to find any important information. It’s another one of their bio-warfare projects.”

He helped her to the ground as her legs gave out under her. “I promise you, it is painless for them. They don’t even know where they are.” He started unwinding her hair from the knot it was in.

He motioned over to Griss, “In fact, Griss is escaping right now. The techs are hoping that by following his train of thought they will be able to find the location of more rebel bases.”

He motioned to Kreetos, “Fishy over there is being interrogated in his dream. It’s going well, but unfortunately he’s going to turn up the heat on himself and end up tortured. I promise you, it’s not us doing it, but them doing it to themselves. It’s expected to be interrogated, it’s expected to escape.

“Rand and Turak are also working out escapes. It’s quite fun actually. The techs are saving the data they collect and will turn them into holovids for me. Quite entertaining actually.”

“Am I in one of those?” She bit her lip. They were all so still.

“No my dear, you’re not.” He used his handkerchief to wipe the tears from her face, she didn’t even know they had fallen. “The technology hasn’t been tested on anything other than large males. After the fiasco of the stun bolts I didn’t want them to risk you with that technology too.”

She stared at her friends. Kreetos looked a little pale, and as she watched blood started coming out of the corner of his mouth. She bit her lip and watched a tech clean it up.

“Why?” She whispered. “Why do you care?”

“Because I don’t want to see you hurt. Those men are all military. They have seen combat, and killed men. They know how to resist torture, and have the stamina and fortitude to survive this. You, however, are an innocent. I know you’ve done some good hacking, and I know you’re indirectly caused deaths, but you haven’t taken a life with your own hands. You haven’t experienced torture. And I want to try and preserve that.” She felt him running his hands through her hair. She let him. There wasn’t much she could do about it. She was only here, awake, because of his kindness, such as it was.

He smiled sadly, “When this is over, and they get the information they want to know, you are coming with me.”

She turned and looked at him, shock all over her face.

“Yes, I have forgone some of my payment for you. They stay here with the Imps, but you come and live out the rest of your days with me.”

“No.” She stood and backed away from him, but bumped into the window. “I’m not going with you. I’d rather die.”

“I’m sure the imperials can arrange that, luv, but I would prefer you to remain alive.” He went over to a closet and opened it up. He pulled out a dress, and a pair of shoes. “Please, feel free to clean yourself up in the ‘fresher and then put this on. I can’t have my new prize smelling like Hutt Sewer. There are also clips in the cabinet for your hair.”

She sat back down on the floor, and put a hand on the glass. She saw blood begin to leak from Rand’s shoulder. “They’re getting hurt.”

She heard Yoric sigh, “Yes, the mind can be a powerful thing. Even causing injury to the body through suggestion.”

“If they die in their dream, do they die here too?” She bit her lip and watched the techs place a bandage on Rand’s shoulder.

“That, my dear, is a question for the philosophers. I cannot tell you.” He smiled sadly, “Get some sleep luv.”

She turned and watched him place the dress on the back of a chair. It really was very pretty. It was deep red and had a fitted bodice and crinolines under the skirt. It matched Yoric’s own clothing perfectly. “I highly recommend you put on the dress, kid.” He winked at her and moved to the door. He spoke into the communicator.

The door was opened and he stepped through. The sound of the door shutting and the lock clicking in place echoed through the room. She knew she had to rescue them, but wasn’t quite sure how. But if she was going to do something, it needed to be soon. Griss started bleeding from his head a few seconds later, and the techs were having trouble soaking up all the blood he was loosing.

A. Yoric placed a wireless device in a pocket of the dress so she can make her escape, but does not help himself
B. Yoric left escape plans in the dress and helps with the escape
C. Yoric takes Skittles away and the rebels end up back in a cell
D. One of the rebels wakes up and helps the others to escape



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A. Yoric placed a wireless device in a pocket of the dress so she can make her escape, but does not help himself

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Skittles looked around helplessly for a moment before finally giving in to Yoric's suggestions. She pressed the blast shield trigger and watched with a pang of desperation as the rebels disappeared behind the thick wall. Quickly, she changed into the dress and hovered around the shield controls anxiously. While she was unhappy that she was separated, she wasn't sure if she wanted to reopen the shield. She sighed heavily, crossing her arms over her chest. It was than that she noticed something pressing against her hand. Startled, she felt the dress over and discovered a slender pocket that had been carefully sewn in under the arm. She reached in with her fingers and pulled out a narrow slip of paper. Excited and scared at the same time, Skittles unfolded the parchment. Elegant writing filled the page's front, detailing the method of escape for the ship. She read it over once and her fear, though far from disappearing, waxed in the light of rescue.

Skittles quickly felt around the shield controls until she found a panel. She pried it open carefully and peaked inside, marveling at the organized wiring and circuitry of the Imperial ship. She usually had to work with cobbled-together rebel devices that had a chance of exploding. She read the directions once again, and reached into the panel, pulling out a datapad. She quickly removed a wire and plugged it in to the datapad. The small computer came to life instantly, running a brief diagnostic on the local computer system, and then showing an interface with more details. Yoric had provided her with a way to short circuit the biological mind readers and free her friends. It was a long shot that they would be able to fight back, but they might die if they remained in them. Skittles quickly input the proper code, and waited as the electric surges rushed through the wires. It would be a minute before the machines suddenly quit, freeing the minds of the prisoners and hopefully awakening them.

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Yoric walked down the corridors of the Imperial ship quickly, his boots conspicuously silent. He made sure that no one saw him as he weaved his way through the Strike cruiser. Though the cruisers were much smaller than a Star Destroyer, they were large enough that a person could lose their way easily. Not only that, but stormtroopers, technicians, and engineers were all over the ship, attending to a variety of tasks. It was a long walk to the hyperdrive engine from the detention cells, but Yoric had miraculously made it.

"Hello gentlemen!" He said as he suddenly marched into the hyperdrive control room. A quartet of stormtroopers and several dismal looking engineers glanced at him, but said nothing.

"Just wandering around the ship to get the feel of things! Your captain said I might be re-employed shortly, so I'd thought I would get to know the ship and it's crew!"

The stormtroopers said nothing, but an engineer snorted. "This ship is undermanned, but we've still got at least 1000 men on board, including 200 soldiers. Good luck with that, pirate."

"Only 1000?!" Yoric said, feigning shock. "That's well below what you need! Don't tell me you're outsourcing to computers? I heard that the last time that happened, a whole fleet disappeared."

"This ship has been retrofitted to have most of its systems droid or computer controlled, but we aren't slave rigged to anything else, so the ship is under our control entirely." the engineer replied, shaking his head. "It's essential to move our cargo around without arousing suspicion. But I'm sure you knew that, pirate. You've been here long enough to know all this."

"Oh I know, I'm just refreshing my memory," Yoric said with a shrug. "So, does that include the life support systems and hyperdrive? Even the weapons? If something got damaged, we'd kind of be in trouble, wouldn't we?" He paused, "It's bad for my business to be in a dangerous spot for too long."

"Then you shouldn't have signed up with the Imperials, huh?" The other man snorted. "The weapons are all manual. We have enough expert gunners to fend off an alliance raid. The rest is automated, but the captain has all the codes if he wanted to change it. That's all you need to know pirate. No offense, but I don't think we can trust you enough to tell you how everything works."

"Fair enough," Yoric said with a grin and shrug. "I just wanted to get the feel of the crew before something bad happened."

"Like what?"

"Nothing comes to mind," he said, shrugging again. "Good day!" He turned on his heel and left.

The engineer snorted and turned back to his work, but paused when he noticed a small satchel on the floor. "Hey pirate, you forgot som-"

An explosion rocked the hyperdrive room, rushing out into the hall and scorching the entire corridor. Yoric peaked out from a door, suppressing a satisfied grin. He turned to face the surprised occupants of the ladies' room. "Sorry to intrude! Have a good day!" One of the female troopers began t pull a blaster on him, but he ducked out the door and sealed it shut with a stolen card.

He grinned as he walked past the destroyed wreck of the hyperdrive room, heading aft towards the cargo hold.

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A. Yoric heads aft to destroy the biological materials while the newly freed rebels use the datapad to send out a distress signal through the hacked computers.

B. The rebels break free and use the sudden chaos in the ship to seize weapons and capture the bridge and captain.

C. The rebels move to release the other prisoners from their cellblocks and arm themselves in preparation for making an escape with shuttles and fighters.

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B. The rebels break free and use the sudden chaos in the ship to seize weapons and capture the bridge and captain.

Rand wasn't sure what happened but the sound of an explosion had ripped him from what ever had been going on just moments earlier. His shoulder was bandaged from something, he was already forgetting what had to have been some dream like torture. Looking around he could see that the other rebels had already broken free.

It was chaos everywhere as Stormtroopers and other crew rushed around the halls. This was a clear chance to escape.

"We should make are way to the weapons locker," Kreetos stated from behind Rand. "We can capture the bridge and maybe the captain, from there we can decide what to do next."

"Where's Skittles?" Rand looked around the room looking for the young woman.

"We should be able to find out on the Bridge," Kreetos walked towards the door. "The weapons locker should be down the hall on the right."

Rand left the room turning right he had barely taken a step when an Imperial Officer walked out of a near by room. All he could do is look on in shock as Rand punched him in the face and slammed his head into the bulkhead cutting a gash in his forehead as he slumped to the floor. Shaking his hand he found the weapons locker.

"Good work," Kreetos replied as he opened the locker and started pulling weapons out and handing them around. "To the Bridge."

The Trip to the bridge was easy enough despite the the number of imperials they crossed. Other then that most seemed to be where ever the explosion had occurred it had definitely shorted out a lot of the computer systems. when they reached the bridge they found the blast doors closed clearly a defense against what ever may be coming. In this case the small of band of rebels.

"You there get those doors open," Kreetos ordered one of the Rebels they had met on the planet. "Rand you get any grenades?"

"Yes I did," Rand pulled out a couple frag grenades.

"I think I got it," The rebel put a couple wires together causing the doors to open with a hiss. Rand stepped forward giving each grenade a kiss before he tossed them in the bridge before the smoke cleared the rebels stormed the bridge opening fire on any troopers still moving. The rebel quickly sealed the doors behind them leaving them to be undisturbed.

"Look who we have here," Kreetos pointed his blaster as a officer crawling towards a fallen stormtrooper. "Permission to board the bridge captain?"

A. Skittles finds her way to the Bridge
B. Kreetos sends out a message to the nearest rebel base
C. Stormtroopers bust through the blastdoors.
      



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“You rebel scum,” Captain Jasper Ilurum said as he spat in the direction of Bartal Kreetos. “That’s enough out of you,” the Mon Calamari said as he took the blaster he held in his hand and struck the Imperial across the face sending him to the floor with a thud.

Griss gave the Mon Calamari a sideways glance acknowledging that the previous actions were out of character for Kreetos. “Rand, see if you can find where they were holding Skittles. I’m going to need her to hack into the Imperial main frame. I want to know everything there is to know about that virus and then we are going to contact head quarters.”

“Sir, I can’t find any record of her at all. It’s as if the Imps never captured her at all,” Rand said looking up from the console. “But then again I’m not into the database very far. Their encryption is pretty intense.”

The doors slid open at which the rebels turned and got ready to engage whoever it was that was entering. “Hello boys!” came the voice of Yoric. Upon hearing the pirate’s voice, Taruk growled and sent a furry clawed hand directly at Yoric’s head sending the pirate into the air until he struck the far wall.

Yoric landed with a thud and remained motionless for a moment but then shook his head, “Well furball you certainly pack a punch.” Yoric paused. “Now I’m going to tell you where the fair young lady is and what I did to save all of you!”

Kreetos’ face turned a deep blue as he walked over toward Yoric where he pressed his blaster against the pirate’s skull. “Ok Yoric you have one chance and only one chance to tell me the truth. Where is Skittles?”

Yoric grinned, “Well aren’t we a feisty little fishy today.”

“You are trying my patience you vagabond,” Kreetos said in almost a growl like voice. “Where is the girl.”

“Alright, alright fishy she’s in an observation deck above where the imperials were holding you. She’s safe and she’s . . .” Yoric was cut off as Kreetos slammed the base of his blaster against the pirate’s temple sending Yoric to the ground.

“Taruk, take some troops and go and retrieve Skittles. Once she gets here we’ll have her hack into the main frame as planned. I’m going to contact Captain Thassul and update him on what’s going on.”

Yoric began stirring on the floor again, “Boy fishy, I didn’t know you had it in you to hit me.” Kreetos squinted his bulbous eyes and said, “Then I guess you wouldn’t see this coming either.” With that Kreetos leveled his blaster directly at the pirate and squeezed the trigger. A blast struck Yoric in the chest and the pirate fell to the floor again with a thud.

“Lieutenant!” Griss exclaimed.

“Relax, Griss it was set for stun,” Kreetos said as he sent the transmission to Captain Thassul.

A. The rebels find Skittles and bring her to the bridge
B. The imps find Skittles and take her prisoner
C. The bridge is invaded by stormtroopers


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C. The bridge is invaded by stormtroopers
(With a little touch of B thrown in [sign in to see URL] neither happen till I get the poor kid TO the bridge.)


The datapad beeped, and the light turned green, indicating that the torture machines had been turned off. She sighed and continued to dig into the ship’s controls.

She found from her current location she couldn’t get very far, but freeing her friends from the devices was her main objective anyway. Yoric knew where she was, and he would come back for her. He really was on their side. He had gotten her to a place where she could hack the Imperial database. He really did keep his word, from a certain point of view. She knew his type. He would play both sides when he could, but she knew deep down inside he was one of the good guys.

She smiled and continued to try and get through to the main database from where she was jacked in, when she was thrown to the ground by the force of an explosion.

She smiled, “Yoric.” She shook her head to clear it and got up. She tried to open the blast shield, but it refused to budge. ‘Must have gotten damaged by the concussion’. She thought, as she moved to the main door. She was supposed to wait here for someone to come and get her. That was her objective. Turn off the devices, and lay low till it was safe.

She didn’t mind waiting, especially if it meant that the situation would be under control by the time she left the room. That meant no fighting. It’s not that she’s afraid of fights, or dying, or getting hurt. But something about the sound of a gun terrifies her on a level so basic that conscious thought becomes nearly impossible.

She opened up the panel again and hooked the datapad up to the wires. She was trying to see if her friends were out of the room yet. She couldn’t get any farther with the jack point she had, so she needed to get to another datafeed. She unplugged the wires and repositioned them in a space farther back. She was attaching the last wire when she heard a buzzing sound. Then everything went black.

*****

She slowly became aware of her surroundings. She could hear alarms going off somewhere in the distance. She was on the floor. It was cold and metal. She opened her eyes and it was dark. There were some red emergency lights somewhere in the room, but none of the main lights seemed to be working. She tried to move, and found that her entire body hurt, even her hair.

She moved to the panel and saw scorch marks around the opening. She cussed under her breath. “Hit the wrong wire.” She kicked the wall. She grabbed for the datapad, but it was melted and unusable. “How the hell did I survive this?”

She thought about it, and realized that between the explosion, and her own electrical issue, the whole ship was likely to be locked down. She had to get to a place where she could jack in and control the ship to help out her friends.

She sighed and moved to the main door. There was a panel next to the door, but it was dark. The keypad was obviously knocked out in the surge. She thought for a second and realized she would need to power the door somehow to get it to open. She had fixed hundreds of these doors for the rebellion, but she usually had her toolkit with her. She needed to find some tools.

One thing that jury-rigging things for the rebels had taught her was how to improvise. Usually it was parts, not tools, but she was good at seeing alternate uses for everyday things.

She moved to the dinner table and grabbed the knife. It was dull, but had a serrated edge that she could use, maybe. She pulled all of the pins from her hair, feeling it fall down her back. It would be in the way, seeing as how it went well past her waist, but she would need the pins for other things. She moved all around the room, and found a hairbrush, with a rubber handle she could use to ground the tools. It was all coming along well. She opened the panel using the knife as a screwdriver and saw that the powercell for the mechanism was pretty far into the wall. Her knife wouldn’t reach.

She sat on the ground and thought about it. She took a deep breath, and realized that the dress she was wearing had stays in it. Now she had rarely worn a dress like this in her life. It was much more elaborate and rich than she have ever had access to. But something was giving the bodice structure, and she was willing to bet the ship that it was metal.

She managed to free one of the stays. There were 14 placed throughout the bodice, and she hoped that she took one that wasn’t critical. The metal was flat, thin, and about a foot long. Perfect for what she needed. She jammed the stay into the brush handle and tried to arc the current across it to short out the door. She cringed, but nothing happened. She moved around and tried it again. Suddenly there was a shower of sparks, but no door opening. The light faded out, and the powercell went dark.

She cursed again and sat down against the wall. She refused to feel sorry for herself. She would get out of here. She gathered up her tools and tried to think of another route.

She was just looking around the room when she saw a ventilation grate against one of the walls. It was a small opening, but she was a small girl. She moved over to it and unscrewed the cover like she had done with the door. It was open. The opening was probably .5 by 1 meter. She had worked in more cramped conditions before. It was one of the reasons the rebels kept her around. Technical skill came a dime a dozen, but to be able to work in small areas was darn near priceless. She grinned and thought about the layout of this kind of ship.

Ships were her hobby. She knew a lot about them, and was pretty sure she could get to the bridge from here. She just hoped that the rebels held it currently, and she wasn’t going to fall into a room full of Imps.

“Oh well, nothing can be done about it.” She smirked, hiked up her skirts, flung her hair over her shoulder, and headed into the duct.

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